( oh, sure. shout back 'it's okay' as if it's totally okay for somebody to just be thrown around like a ragdoll in the frigid cold atop a mountain range. that'll definitely set her mind at ease!
no, all might, it surely won't. daisy's just going to come plodding along the path, huffing angrily at the wind as she bats away clumps of snow kicked up in the air in somebody's wake. his melodramatic belly flopping into the snowdrift might stop his seemingly never-ending drifting, but it certainly doesn't make it any easier to find him. if it wasn't for the sight of the reflective bits sewn onto the natha-issued gearsuit, she might have been flat out of luck.
eventually, though, she reaches the small pit where he lays; a stuck out hand (yet again) offers a connection. )
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no, all might, it surely won't. daisy's just going to come plodding along the path, huffing angrily at the wind as she bats away clumps of snow kicked up in the air in somebody's wake. his melodramatic belly flopping into the snowdrift might stop his seemingly never-ending drifting, but it certainly doesn't make it any easier to find him. if it wasn't for the sight of the reflective bits sewn onto the natha-issued gearsuit, she might have been flat out of luck.
eventually, though, she reaches the small pit where he lays; a stuck out hand (yet again) offers a connection. )
Do I need to tie a rope on you or something?